Ya'll, think some good things, for him. Say a prayer, light a candle, cross your fingers. We'll take whatever you've got
Toby is my four-legged brother
His birthday is May 19, and he'll be 15. He's about a 40 lb, spoiled rotten mutt. His mother was Dalmatian/Dachshund, and his father was a Pekingese, LOL. He has developed a sudden, and very pronounced limp. I'm very, very concerned. He had an appointment with his regular vet, yesterday, but... the office decided to be stupid and not call Mom to tell her it'd be a substitute vet (after she specifically said which vet she wanted to see). I offered to take him to Emma's vet, on Monday, since I'll be off, so that's where he's going. It should be an adventure, LOL. He's fairly difficult to handle, but poor kid... he hurts! I was clipping his nails the other day, and he bit me. Hard.
Anyhow, he's having a full blood panel run, and a good exam, and then I guess he'll probably get an x ray, too. Hopefully, he isn't too flipped out by the experience.
Here's a picture of the handsome boy, so you can see who you're thinking about
